bunny | prologue

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"Buongiorno, Briar." [ good morning ]

He turned around to see Vincenzo standing before him, a small smile on his lips. Briar felt his heart race as he looked up at the tall, intimidating man.

"H-hi," Briar stuttered, feeling a sense of nervousness wash over him.

Vincenzo chuckled, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "You don't have to be scared of me, piccolo coniglio."

Briar frowned, not understanding the Italian words. "W-What does that m-mean?"

Vincenzo smiled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "Little bunny" he said, his voice deep and rumbling.

Briar blushed, feeling a sense of embarrassment wash over him. He knew that he was small and cute, but he didn't want to be seen as weak or helpless.

"I'm not a bunny," he said, his voice firm.

Vincenzo chuckled again, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "Of course not. You're a man, aren't you?"

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